I had a dream last night, and after the week I've had, it just made sense. I was at my friend Jordon's house playing video games like I had many times before. Suddenly, there was a mountain lion in the living room. Not an ideal situation. I rushed outside and was standing on a car waiting for the cougar. The key to scaring mountain lions is to appear really big. This is a real thing, but what I did in my dream is not. I decided that no sane mountain lion would want to fight a naked guy, because, well, who would? I saw the cougar come out the front door of the house towards me. I threw my arms up and shouted to try to frighten the beast away. It didn't work. The cougar pounced on me. I started fighting and wound up ripping its throat out, MacGruber style. The cougar had killed a dog, I was naked, I was clawed up, but there was suddenly a puppy on the front seat of the car.